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The beach with mines and the dockside.
There were dead with severed legs everywhere.
Most of them wailed all night—who would come and treat you?
You hope Victor would come and treat you?
Forget it... even Satan laughed out loud.
Kennedy led about 50 captives, making them walk in groups of three, hand in hand, side by side, "just walk back and forth three times."
The drug traffickers looked at each other.
Their legs trembled uncontrollably, and they couldn't help taking a step back.
Rat-a-tat-tat...
Bullets swept the sand behind them, stinging their heels. Kennedy's sinister voice came through, "Step back, and you die! If you're not willing, we'll kill you and use your bodies to detonate the mines."
You can't reason with the people on Guadalupe Island.
You think you can buy your life with money?
If you're killed, the money will be Victor's anyway.
Surviving is simple, abide by the law and cherish nature.